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Fang Ling sat cross-legged by the fire, cultivating. The firelight cast a warm glow on his face, making it slightly flushed.
Beneath him was a layer of spirit stones, which he had obtained from the Qin Family.
In no time, the pile of spirit stones had turned to dust.
He suddenly opened his eyes and nodded in satisfaction.
"No wonder the masters sent me down the mountain. There's indeed a lot of good stuff down here..."
"If I had these spirit ston ...
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